Friday, January 05, 2018

A Project with Nu

While At was out discussing a podcast project with his erstwhile boss at the high school newspaper (also junior prom date; fire tweeter), Nu and I were at the antique store trying to find a small chair for the corner of the kitchen by the cookbooks' shelves. 


We found it.


Bonus: It seems to be an actual kitchen chair covered in old-timey vinyl. 
Bonus+: It cost $15 and once we'd thrown some (faux) sheepskin on it, was exactly what I'd envisioned.
Bonus ++: It turned out that an awesome student works there (her mother had recently purchased the store)
Bonus +++: Her mother and I were able to embarrass her by talking about all the ways in which she was awesome.




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Thursday, January 04, 2018

Boss Day Indulgence


I inveigled them into selfies just before we walked over to Sansu because.... BAAAAS DAY!




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Wednesday, January 03, 2018

Winter Light


We carry
our shadows
through the snow
for hours

until noon
prunes them from us
with little fuss.
Suddenly

we are blessed
with light-ness,
a single body,
in samadhi

Until fading day
shades in companions
to take us downhill,
into the night


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Tuesday, January 02, 2018

Maps

My heart's fierce routes traverse here
maps curve cathedral arms out there

feelings scrambling across my face
in the stutter of heightened fights

I can miss all the people you have been,
the punctuation and pitch of your voices

I can learn all the places you have been
this body is--those borders are--prisons

I fill my thoughts with plots. Of weeping
until we drown--all the places in this town


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Monday, January 01, 2018

Jan 1st



For decades, the debris
of bored, unmoored hope.
Ordered: a brace of fullness.
Fulfilled: bits of loneliness.

Now there are these loves
for thousands of stories or
prayers. I never surrender/
care for myself this way


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Sunday, December 31, 2017

The Prodigal Couple

It was good meeting so many old friends this week. We spent an evening with LV and NF and their families; had lunch with NM and his family today; and went to the M's NYE party where we saw EVERYONE.

Walking back from Stafford St. in the feathery snow and single-digit cold, Big A said that it's kind of fun, because people are so excited to see us even if we weren't that special when we actually lived here. It's true :) .

We got back 11-ish, so we could hang out with the kids and grandparents until midnight and chanted the countdown into 2018. I so want this year to be better than the last couple of years.

And I should take better pictures.

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escape from injustice and war

Pic: Nu's photo of Max and me. I want to do only escapist things like read and snuggle and gaze into puppies' eyes forever and ever....